On the surface, Yun Zhaowan was just the widow of a soldier who came to Beijing from a border town.
Wearing plain clothes and thin hairpin, holding an empty coffin, even the servants of the Hou Mansion dared to block her way.
But on the day she sounded the Denwen drum, the blank account book in her arms suddenly displayed the words:
[Old debts from mountains and rivers are settled in life and death.
From then on, whoever owes a loyal person a tael of silver, whoever steals a name from a dead soul, or whoever trades a living person for fame must be paid back one by one.
Everyone thought that she came to Beijing to seek asylum, remarriage, and a way to survive.
Only Xie Chenzhou, the commander of the Imperial City Department, saw that what was hidden in her sleeve was not a letter of love, but a debt book; what was in her coffin was not a homecoming, but the last blood certificate carved from the bones of her deceased husband.
